Things have changed between us. That much I can figure. Things are just somehow.. Different, in a way I don't know how to put. You'd never admit it, of course, nor would I if questioned by someone else. You don't tell me things anymore. Why? Why did I spent the better half of the year hanging around you when I could've moved on and found someone else? Why did I stay, like a puppy, faithfully by your side? Because there's always a reason. The reason? Because I need you. I need you to constantly remind me of the reality, and not get too carried away in the fantasy land I'm living in, where there's always a tomorrow and where I don't keep track of things. You might not tell me things anymore, but you're still my confidante, the one I think of ringing first whenever there is news. You are my tutor, and anything I don't know how to do, I will go to you. You are the best friend I would ever want. Yet you don't realise that, and you neglect me, ignore me, use me. You continue seeking favour in the company of others, when all you need to do is to turn around and look. I'll be there. I'm the one who is always lurking in the background, waiting for you to notice me, though you never did. You're always looking for project partners, always overlooking what is just in front of you. I'd always obligingly do whatever you asked me to, because I like to please you, and I'd long ago give up expecting gratitude, because you never gave me any. I always trusted you, yet nowadays I'm not sure whether I do, anymore, something's changed, an our friendship changed with it. And I want our old friendship back. The days when we could just have fun. Not worry. Share secrets without fearing that our secrets would leak out. Feel contented in each other's company, something that's been lacking for a while now. I feel underappreciated, yet I can't bring myself to leave you, to move on. I still need you.
Adapted from Celine's random inspirations that just come to mind and stays there until being released somewhere. However lousy it is, DO NOT COPY. thank you.
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